Kristy Centeno's women are strong. They face tough choices and still do the right thing. They may be scared but they come out swinging. They save the day!
Today, Prodigy- the final piece of the Giver of Life trilogy, releases. You will want to read this book. Leah is done being walked over. Now she will do what it takes to keep her daughter safe...even if it means giving up her own life.
Leah Parker’s fate had always been controlled by others—who she loved and who she lost. Five years after the tragic murder of her daughter’s father, she’s done everything in her power to protect her little girl from the outside world. But she’s rebelled against fate in the past and no act of defiance goes unpunished in the Enchanter community.
The ultimate power wants to correct the damage done by Jae and the only way they can do that is by getting rid of her special child—a child destined to replace all branches of Enchanter magic one day.
But, Leah isn’t willing to go down without a fight. She will do anything to save what Jae died to protect, even if she must turn against the Circle of Elders. But when her first love, Brandon Morris walks back into her life, Leah knows nothing will ever be the same again.
Leah must confront her past, before she and her daughter are erased from her family line. She must get over her guilt and rely on Brandon to ensure her daughter’s survival. But will the pain from their past destroy their friendship forever? Or will their old bond hold them together and carry them through what’s ahead?
“Brandon,” I whispered, my voice shaking with suppressed sobs. I cared so much for him, but there was no future for us. There never was. Like Dmitri said, making him believe otherwise would only harm him. I couldn’t do that to him. Or to my sister. “Emmaline loves you. I think you should reconcile. You should’ve never broke up with her—”
He came at me so fast there was no room for a reaction. He stood in front of me before I could blink twice. With a scowl on his face, he grabbed on to my arm and jerked me forward. I stumbled a few steps and was stopped by the wall of his chest. He released me, not touching me in any way, but he didn’t have to. The energy rolling off him was the same as having his fingers run all over my skin. I shivered at the thought.
I glanced up at him. I’d forgotten how tall he was. I was a like toddler standing next to him. He was so big, and strong, and…imposing. He had a physique that would intimidate anyone, but I knew he was anything but vindictive, cruel, odious. Brandon was a sweetheart underneath all those dark clothes, the black eyeliner, and ebony hair. He was warmness wrapped in a hardened exterior.
I dared not move an inch. Or even breathe. His jaw was set so firmly I worried his teeth would chip a good chunk off. His gaze roamed over my face, slowly, as if it was the first time he ever saw me. I was unsettled. Nervous. Yet, so conscious of our bodies molding together as if we were born that way.
Kristy Centeno loves to spin tales of creatures that go bump in the night, with a sprinkle of romance to top them off. Her passion for writing stems from a lifelong enjoyment of reading and the pleasure derived from the magical worlds created by authors like her. She prefers her female leads strong, independent, and stubborn who will stop at nothing to save their loved ones and protect those they care for.
Kristy currently resides in Pennsylvania with her five kids and a trio of noisy parakeets. When she’s not working or writing, she juggles her free time between raising a handful of minions and pursuing other career goals.